Artificial Barcelona

The year is 1997, and the UK has just seen the political ascent of Tony Blair to parliament and Princess Diana's death, and a cheering crowd in The Lindon's community ward welcomes the entrance of-

"Ha ha, hilarious. For a moment I thought you we're going to say they were cheering my birth! Well, they were... but you have to keep the birth of a future celebrity under wraps right?
If I can even call myself a 'celebrity'..."

- a pink-skinned baby girl screeching out f sharps and b flats tunefully, christened lovingly by her doting mumsy and popsical: Reid. Eleanor Reid. Charming, right?

Well that's me: the musical child from inside the womb even.

And this is my story: of life, heartbreak, friendship, being a teenager, musical prodigies, and- love.

"I'd just like to say It's actually 2015 now, so I'm almost 17..."

...Okay. Thanks Eleanor.